I planted a few flower bulbs this spring. As I hoed the soil, I found a few old, dried up bulbs that never bloomed. Still I hoed, pulled weeds, dropped in new bulbs...
I did everything they demanded, Still there was no release. Now, they had raised the ransom. My brain was blazing with frustration. My heart was racing toward panic. Time was crucial.
I was being held hostage, and time had become my enemy.
It's hard to live in the shadows. It's hard to try and understand the person you have committed your life to when there are so many missing pieces from his life before he met you. And when his dream is greater than anything you could imagine, how do you keep up?
What's a girl to do? Is it my fault I was born beautiful? To hear my parents talk, you'd think it was a sin.
Enough was enough! I didn't choose gorgeous hair or skin like porcelain.
So, when the first good-looking guy came along with an invitation, I was outta there!
Once upon a time, I thought I had the job I'd always wanted. I thought I was happy. I thought I was doing what the Lord intended for me.
I was wrong.
The other day, my young colleague, Alex, and I were discussing a brochure we were working on. We discovered that both of us thought about going into marketing when we were in high school. How things change.
These days, the most challenging part of being a writer for me is promoting and marketing my books. Dear Reader, it's absolutely painful for me! It's not that I don't believe what and who I write for; I'm passionate about both.
Perhaps not passionate enough.
Lord, I didn't ask for this job, you know. I was out there watching sheep, minding my own business. Are you sure I'm the right guy for the job? Public speaking definitely isn't on my resume.
1 Listen to this, Israel. God is calling you to account—and I mean all of you, everyone connected with the family that he delivered out of Egypt. Listen!
Last week, Dear Reader, I told you that transparency is a challenge for me. Okay, not exactly a challenge, more like downright hard. Committing to weekly updates on Jubilee's progress has forced me out of my hermit's cave.
Well, here goes.
What are your plans for this summer, Dear Reader? An exciting foreign city? Home improvements? Perhaps taking a class or two. Maybe it's a "staycation". Whatever it is, I think Jesus wants us to take Him along.
He said to them, “Go everywhere in the world. Tell the Good News to everyone.
Two weeks ago I had my knee replaced. Way back in December, when I scheduled the surgery, my surgeon said to plan on taking the summer for rehab. So, here I am, reflecting from my rehab room.
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